Meet Me Halfway

Between insanity, foolishness and downright
crazy talk there are interstices, touch points
of connection; like the stars in the heavens,
they pulse with possibility, and how to help
determine what might be key to a more
beautiful connection our brimming hearts
know is possible?

Focus now on intention when we speak,
tuning the de-haze filter on this snapshot
in time, there will always be clarity if we
seek it, only in any relationship, it takes
both to desire a more lucid connection;
there is a quiet spot in the forest, meet
me there, outside the din of so-called
society, where we can hear our thoughts
more clearly and feel the trees embracing us;

Or let’s meet on the beach, where the element of water may purify the untoward, plant ourselves on the sand and breathe a bit, frazzled bare wires settling into patterns once again, where we can let our minds feel the Oneness that surrounds us, and simply Be.

Sangre de Christos mountains ~ bj